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Rent to Own	By : Sparks Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 19912 -:- Recommendations : 3 -:- Currently Reading : 12
Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh or its characters, or profit in any way from this story.

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Author's Note: Oh no! Plot development!!!
I just wanna say, I really don't hate Yugi or anything, and I'm not trying to bash him here. But when writing from Kaiba's perspective, it's kind of natural that he's not gonna come off so well. Just wanted to make that clear. :)

“It was somewhere around here…” Yugi murmured, checking the address one more time. “You sure this is a good idea?”

Yami nodded. “We’re just checking on a friend. Joey’s father might be more… forthcoming in person. And besides, if we DON’T go, you’re just going to keep worrying.” The spirit frowned. “Are you SURE you don’t want me to do the talking?”

His companion smiled. “No. I need to do it. Thanks, though.” Just as they were nearing Joey’s apartment building, they saw a hummer pull up in front of it. “What the…” Yugi’s eyes widened as the driver stepped out and headed up the stairs. “Isn’t that one of Kaiba’s men? I recognise him, I think…”

“I think you’re right. Let’s try and get a little closer,” Yami suggested. They cut around behind a fence, trying not to be noticed.

A man with sandy, graying hair and a dirty wifebeater came down the stairs with the KaibaCorp staff. He was smirking a bit as the staff opened the back door of the hummer. The windows were tinted glass, but before the door shut they heard the man yell, “So where the hell’s my money and my faggot son?”

The rest of the voices were muffled, leaving Yugi and Yami to sit there in shock. They heard some vague sounds like an argument, and then a few minutes later the door was open again, with the older man tumbling out, only to be smacked in the head with a duffel bag a few moments later. The hummer pulled away with the man shaking his fist and swearing after it.

“YOU AIN’T HEARD THE LAST OF ME, RICH BOY!” he growled, hefting the bag and shuffling back up the stairs. “Fuckin’ fruit…”

Both of the voyeurs knew it was time for a Plan B.

——

It had gone about as well as expected.

“So where the hell’s my money and my faggot son?” the old fart had barked the moment the door opened.

Seto rolled his eyes. “Your money is right here. Your son is with me, and that is where he will be staying for the foreseeable future.”

“Like hell he is!”

“That wasn’t a request. That was an explanation. You don’t have a choice in this. However, you DO have 50,000 dollars and one less responsibility on your hands. You should be thanking me.”

“YOU should be payin’ me extra, kidnappin’ my boy like that!”

“Kidnapping? The deal was 24/7. You agreed. Considering the OUTSTANDING job you’ve done taking care of him, I know I have big shoes to fill, but I’m sure I’ll manage somehow.” He sneered at the older man. “And pay you EXTRA? Honestly, you poor people have no idea how to manage your money, do you? How does one person, living in a dump like this, manage to blow 50 thousand dollars in less than a week? I can’t imagine why you’re divorced.”

“Why you—oof!” Mr. Wheeler was cut off as the bag of cash landed in his lap.

“Just get the hell out of my sight. You try to come near Joey, I’ll see to it that YOU fit in that bag.” With that, Seto pressed the door button and sent the older man flying with a well-placed kick.

…That felt nice, at least.

The hummer pulled out, bypassing the small, spiky-haired boy staring at it in awe.

—

“So, where are you gonna stay?” Mokuba asked as he slid his Duel Monster deck back into its case.

“Whaddya mean?” Joey said, sticking his own deck back into his bag. “Here.”

The black-haired boy stuck out his tongue. “Duh! I mean, WHERE here? Did Big Brother give you a room yet?”

“Uhhh…” Joey scratched his head. “That’s actually a really good question.”

A very, VERY disturbing twinkle appeared in Mokuba’s eyes. “Are you guys gonna share a room?”

“Ahahahahahahaha! Of course not, Mokie!” Joey gritted his teeth. “I’m sure he’ll get around to it. Anyways, thanks for lettin’ me play a coupla games with you. It was fun!” Especially since Joey had won. Technically, he could now say he’d beaten Kaiba at Duel Monsters…

“I had fun, too!” Mokuba beamed. “Hey, do you wanna try out the pool? It’s really awesome!”

Just then, Joey’s phone interrupted with the dulcet tones of Slim Thug. “Maybe later, Mokie. Your brother’s callin.” He gave a small smile as he answered the phone. “Yeah?”

“On my way home now. Do you need anything?”

He blinked. Did SETO KAIBA just offer to pick up some Captain Crunch? “Uh, not really.”

“Fine. I’ll be there in 10 minutes.” Click.

Joey stared at the phone for a moment. Either he was just getting used to the CEO’s personality, or that was actually kind of sweet.

—

Meanwhile, Yugi was pedaling frantically on his bike, headed for Kaiba Manor. (Don’t worry, we’ll save Joey,) Yami thought to him. He appreciated the sentiment, but it wasn’t much comfort.

—

“I’m home,” Seto announced, stepping through the door. Katrina, the maid, was there in a flash to take his coat and briefcase for him. As he headed up the stairs, he heard the light thumping of bare feet running on carpet.

There, in the hallway, was Joey, looking all the world like someone pretending not to have just been running. “Hey,” he said, a little out of breath.

“Hello, Mutt,” Seto replied. “How was Mokuba’s tour?”

He smiled. “Great! We had a lot of fun together. He’s over by the pool now.”

The pool was on the other side of the grounds, near the guest house. In other words, at least for the moment, they were alone. “Good,” Seto said, passing Joey and heading for his bedroom.

“Yeah, but, speakin’ of tours… Mokie asked me where I’m stayin’ and I realized, I don’t know that either! So, uh…”

Seto didn’t even look his way. “Where would you want to stay?”

“Huh?” Joey followed him into the bedroom, squinting.

“I said, where would you WANT to stay? Your own bedroom? In the guesthouse? A basket by my bed?”

Joey pretended that he didn’t get a little turned on at that last one. “What do YOU care what I want, all of the sudden?”

“Rank those 3 in order of preference, and depending on how good a little whore you are tonight, I’ll give it to you.” The brunette was smirking now as he headed over to his closet.

“…I have no idea if you’re serious or not,” Joey said, still following close behind.

“Oh, I’m serious, Mutt. So go take a shower, and I’ll lay out your clothes for you. And you’re going to put ALL of it on, understand me? EVERYTHING.”

“…There’s gonna something weird in there, isn’t there?” Joey winced.

Seto rolled his eyes. “Mutt, I can’t even pretend to know where your standard of weird begins and ends. Just do what I tell you.” He gave Joey a quick swat on the ass, making him jump.

“Cripes, ok, ok! I’m goin’! Jackass…”

Seto ignored the grumbling as the blonde headed for the master bath. It was nice to know that there was still some fight left in him. More fun than if Joey were completely submissive ALL the time. Although, honestly, the night before he’d been a bit aggressive in the end, in a strange way.

So, just to even the playing field a bit…he pulled some items from a box in the back of the closet.

—

Around 10 minutes later, Seto was in the dining room, discussing dinner with one of the staff. Mokuba padded in, rubbing a towel over his wet hair. “SETO!” he grinned, running over for a hug.

“Ugh, you reek of chlorine. Didn’t you take a shower?” the older Kaiba groaned, even as he hugged back.

“Katrina said you were back, so I just wanted to say hi! I was gonna go back in after this,” Mokuba said.

“Alright, but no more than another hour, alright? We’re having dinner at 6. I want you cleaned up by then.”

“Is Joey gonna eat with us too?” The hopeful look in his brother’s eyes was …disconcerting.

“Yes, he is.”

“Awesome!!! Ok, I’ll totally be ready for 6!” the pre-teen nearly skipped out of the room.

As Seto watched, there was a sudden ring at the doorbell.

Normally, this wasn’t even worth mentioning to him. He had Katrina, who was largely paid to answer and tell people to fuck off. But this time…

“Sir?” Katrina’s voice buzzed through the intercom.

Seto reached for the button. “Yes?”

“There’s a Mr. Muto here to see you…”

“What?” The brunette sighed, heading for the foyer. “What are you doing here, Muto?”

“I want answers, Kaiba!” Yugi’s fists were clenched in determination. “What are you doing to Joey?!”

Seto’s eyebrows furrowed. “Right now? Considering that I’m standing here talking to you — a horrendous waste of time, by the way — the answer is ‘nothing.’”

“I’m SERIOUS! He’s here, isn’t he? Let me talk to him!”

Seto remained unmoved. “Wait a second, how did you even get through security? Ugh, all you’ve done today is gotten some poor idiot fired with your overzealous friendship garbage. I hope you’re happy.”

He almost swore he saw a flash of that ‘other’ Yugi for a moment as the smaller boy’s glare darkened. “Don’t change the subject! Just tell me what’s going on!”

The brunette glared down his nose at the smaller boy. “Last I checked, Domino City PD had a height restriction. I don’t have to tell you anything.”

“You do when you’re showing up at Joey’s place and fighting with his dad!”

Seto’s eyes actually widened for a second there.

“I saw you,” Yugi continued. “You went to Joey’s house, talked to his dad, and gave him a bunch of money. Don’t even deny it! You--”

“How DARE you,” an angry voice interrupted.

Seto and Yugi both turned to see Joey at the top of the stairs, clad in a bathrobe and red-faced with anger. “What didja have to go and do THAT for?! Why couldn’t you just mind your own damn business?!”

Both boys froze for a moment. Then the reality slowly dawned on Seto as the blonde stomped down to the foyer, walking up to him…

…to stand beside him and direct his anger at his dumbstruck best friend. “Just go and get the hell out of here,” he spat, eyes prickling with tears.

Yugi was in shock. “What? But Joey—”

The arm Yugi reached out with was slapped away. “Shut UP!! Ugh, you already said ENOUGH, just go AWAY!” Joey turned and ran back upstairs.

Yugi moved to follow, but was blocked by Seto’s imposing frame. “And just where do you think YOU’RE going, Muto?” He glared down at the smaller boy. “In what idiot language does ‘get the hell out of here’ mean ‘come on in and make yourself at home’?”

Yugi was practically shaking. “Joey was begging me for help a few days ago, and now he’s blowing me off, disappearing with you, you’re dropping off money to his dad and you expect me to let this GO? He’s my best friend! I want to know what’s going on!”

“Whatever it is, do you REALLY think Joey would want you to know?”

Yugi froze.

“Even the Mutt is a man, and all men have pride. Or whatever could possibly be left after hanging out with you and your little group of losers.” Seto snorted.

“Kaiba, what did you DO to Joey?! He wouldn’t act like that to me!!” Yugi was near-tears himself at this point. “He would NEVER act like that!!”

Normally, Seto would agree. …Unless Joey thought his best friend had just outed his father as his pimp to Seto, like what had just happened. It was serendipity. A miracle, even. The one thing he had worried about letting slip just got handled for him… and in the most fantastic way possible.

This could not go unmilked.

There was a long pause, when the CEO finally spoke. “Yugi, do you know why that Mutt is still such a pathetic Duelist?” Seto paused to look down at his rival. “Because you coddle him like a child.” He spoke again, before Yugi could open his mouth. “You’re always there bailing him out, giving him the fish but never the pole. Castrating him. It’s offensive to watch.”

“Wha-What does that have to do with this?”

“It has everything to do with this. Whatever adorably trite reason you came here for, it was completely counter-productive. You actually think you’re being helpful, don’t you? Pathetic. At least now it looks like the Mutt’s finally figured it out that you do nothing but hold him back.”

“I don’t—” Yugi started to protest.

“If he wants to talk to you, he knows where to find you, doesn’t he?” Seto interrupted, receiving silence in return. “Then that’s that. Get out, and I don’t want to see you on these premises again unless it’s by invitation.”

…And thanks, he wanted to add, as he watched the champion duelist shuffle off dejectedly.
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